Evans
[To Marsden, blunderingly]
Say, Charlie, I don’t want to hurry you but Nina wants some things at the store before it closes, and if you’d give me a lift—
Marsden
[Dully]
Of course. Come along.
[He shakes hands with Darrell]
Good night, Doctor—and thank you.
Darrell
Good night.
[Marsden goes, followed by Evans]
Evans
[Turns in the doorway and says meaningly]
Nina’ll be right down. For Pete’s sake, have a good heart-to-heart talk with her, Ned!
Darrell
[Frowning—impatiently]
Oh—all right! Run along.
[Evans goes]
[Darrell remains standing near the table looking after them, thinking about Marsden]
Queer fellow, Marsden . . . mother’s boy still . . . if she dies what will he do? . . .
[Then dismissing Marsden with a shrug of his shoulders]
Oh, well, he can always escape life in a new book. . . .
[He moves around the table examining its disorder critically, then sits down in armchair—amused]
